"I just get my numbers mixed up sometimes, especially that geometry and algebra stuff. Trigonometry too." That about covers most of it," he grinned."Y...ah," I nodded, feeling a little silly. "So, anyway, I had to take some classes over ... a few times." I'd actually taken trigonometry three times before I passed it with a D- and remedial algebra twice."Don't you fret about that stuff, girl, you won't be needing to count much more than three at my place." Oh, um, good." I hoped he wasn't just. Mom came into my room the next morning as though nothing had happened. I was sleeping late because it was a Saturday. She tossed a pair of baby blue bikinis onto my face."Enjoy! Dad and I are going to play golf at the club with Carrie's parents, and then we'll be staying there for dinner. Stay out of mischief."I rolled onto my side, crumpling up the panties in my hand and using it as a pillow for my face. The aroma of her pussy juices was stronger than usual.These smell superb; Mom must have. She felt so weak and detached, like a dream. Was it a dream?"Do you know how hard it is to get builders at a few days notice?" Hesaid as if in an everyday conversation.Candice groaned and tried to push herself up and off his shoulder, but thenjust slumped back. He continued."Once I knew you were coming here I only had a week to get the placebuilt." What place I don't..." Your own little dungeon," he added, "I told them it was forstoring wine but I've got something much sweeter to while away the. "Janet and I went inside to change, not hearing the finish to the line. Wequickly returned, but by then the jock had left. In his place was Walter.He was about 35, an unrepentant racist and proud of it. We all knew abouthis views on minorities, but his view of women were even worse. They wereso skewed that nobody paid any attention to him. In his view, women weremerely there to provide men with an "outlet", cook, raise kids, washclothes and very little else. Men were in charge and women had.